Chapter 300: Breakthrough

Chapter 300: Chapter 300: Breakthrough

Time passed, second by second.

Long Ming didn’t know how long he had held on. Just as he felt he was about to pass out, the intense pain suddenly began to recede.

Long Ming slowly stood up and let out a long sigh of relief.

At that moment, a strange sensation washed over his entire body.

Long Ming felt his whole body become incredibly light, his mind unusually clear.

He had never felt in such good physical condition.

Long Ming raised his wristband and opened his character panel again for a look.

Name: Long Ming (Genetic Defect)

Race: Carbon-based Human

Genetic Level: 1

Profession: None

Power: 16 points

Agility: 17 points

Physical Strength: 12 points

Intelligence: 16 points

Note: Genetic Defect status, Stamina reduced by 25%, vulnerable to infection.

Long Ming’s expression immediately darkened. ’I’m still in a state of genetic defect? Did the Genetic Potion not work?’

But then, he suddenly noticed his stamina reduction had changed from 30% to 25%!

Seeing this change, Long Ming’s heart skipped a beat.

He instantly understood. It wasn’t that the Genetic Potion was useless.

Rather, this single Type-I Genetic Potion hadn’t been enough to completely repair his genetic defect.

But his condition had still partially improved.

Thinking of this, Long Ming let out a soft sigh. While his condition wasn’t completely cured, everything was moving in the right direction. There was hope.

His attention then shifted to his other attribute points.

Judging by the numbers, all his stats had increased after injecting the Genetic Potion. He just didn’t know if the growth was significant or not.

Long Ming pondered for a moment before deciding not to dwell on it. He then raised his head and looked at the Red Demon mecha.

This mecha gave Long Ming an extremely dangerous feeling.

His rational mind told him not to touch it.

But Long Ming decided to take the risk anyway. He promptly deactivated his Dark Beast Armor.

He walked onto the metal platform, stood with his back to the Red Demon mecha, took a deep breath, and then took a step back.

The Red Demon mecha activated instantly. Its separated armor plates automatically closed, locking onto various parts of Long Ming’s body.

CLICK!

A neural link needle plunged precisely into the back of Long Ming’s neck.

A tyrannical will flooded into Long Ming’s mind like a tidal wave.

A dark red operating interface appeared in Long Ming’s vision, and a notification popped up.

"Generation 2 Bio-Mecha: Red Demon integration complete!"

"Neural link successful!"

"Monitoring mental state!"

"Warning: Abnormal mental fluctuations. Values rising."

...

Long Ming’s mind instantly erupted into a frenzy, his vision turning crimson.

He struggled to maintain his sanity, a pained expression twisting his face.

At that moment, the surrounding scene began to distort.

When Long Ming came to his senses, he found himself standing on countless corpses of Blood Breath Beasts and humans.

Then, countless red, bloody tentacles extended from the corpses, coiling around his entire body.

Long Ming stood fearlessly, keeping his heart calm.

The bloody tentacles suddenly became searing hot, burning his entire body as they constantly tightened.

Long Ming was immediately overwhelmed with excruciating pain. Wails of agony, despair, and sorrow echoed endlessly in his ears.

All sorts of negative emotions, like man-eating Fierce Beasts, devoured everything that was Long Ming.

Long Ming desperately tried to hold onto his sanity.

Suddenly, the corpses under his feet transformed into a viscous sea of blood.

Countless grotesque arms grabbed his feet, dragging him down.

Long Ming couldn’t help but sink into the sea of blood.

He tried to maintain his composure, but it was useless. In the end, he sank into the endless sea of blood.

He felt as if he were suffocating.

「The next second.」

Long Ming shot upright, gasping for breath.

He found himself in a cozy bedroom, lying on a soft, large bed. The towel on his forehead had fallen onto the covers.

Long Ming stared at the familiar yet strange bedroom, his head throbbing with pain.

CREAK~

The ajar door was slowly pushed open.

A woman with fair skin and a gentle face walked in. She wore an off-white turtleneck sweater, her black hair pinned up with a pearl hairpin.

"Mother."

Long Ming blurted out instinctively as he looked at the woman before him.

Bai Wei walked to the bedside, gently reached out to touch Long Ming’s forehead, and said softly,

"What’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

"Where is this? How did I get here?"

Long Ming asked, his head aching.

His mind was a complete blank; he couldn’t remember anything.

"Silly child, what nonsense are you talking about? This is your home! You had a fever yesterday and passed out in class. We were scared to death when we got the call and rushed to bring you back from school to rest. Are you feeling any better now?"

Bai Wei explained gently.

"Oh."

"Hurry and lie down to get some proper rest. I’ve already called the school to excuse you."

"No, I should still go to school."

Long Ming said as he got out of bed.

"Oh, you. Why are you in such a hurry to go to school? Your health is the most important thing."

Bai Wei chided Long Ming dotingly.

"It’s fine, my fever has broken."

Long Ming hurriedly put on his shoes, opened the closet, grabbed a jacket, and rushed out of the bedroom.

As he left the bedroom and walked down the spiral staircase into the living room, he was greeted by the sight of Long Yuan sitting on the sofa, reading a newspaper.

"Son, you’re up."

Long Yuan looked up and spoke kindly to Long Ming.

"Yeah, I’m going to school."

"Your body hasn’t recovered yet, what’s the rush?"

"It’s fine. I’m leaving now."

Long Ming hastily left the house.

He walked onto a familiar street, watching the pedestrians chatting and laughing, and felt a daze wash over him.

Before he knew it, Long Ming arrived at Mountain City Mountain First Advanced Academy and walked to a familiar classroom.

The classroom was very noisy.

Many students sat in their seats, chatting and laughing.

"Want to go check out Guangwei Street later?"

"Yeah, sure!"

...

Long Ming looked at these familiar faces, feeling a bit lost.

Just then, a familiar voice called out.

"Hey, Long Ming, how are you back so soon?"

Long Ming turned his head to see Wang Yang, Wei Xiu, and Bai Chuan walking over.

"Yeah, my fever broke, so I came back."

Long Ming nodded and explained.

"You nearly scared us to death yesterday."

"Haha, sorry about that. I’m fine now."

"That’s good."

"Hurry up and sit down! Class is about to start."

Wang Yang and the others said to Long Ming.

"Okay!"

Long Ming walked to a seat by the window and sat down.

Soon, the teacher walked into the classroom, stood at the podium, and began the lesson.

"Social structures are complex and diverse. Conventional social models are usually only applicable to..."

Listening to the teacher’s lecture, Long Ming subconsciously turned his head to look out the window. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves on the trees, making a soft, rustling sound.

Everything was so peaceful.

But for some reason, Long Ming felt a strange panic in his heart, a sense that something was wrong.

Nevertheless, he calmed himself and focused on the lesson.

At this moment, Wang Yang and the others were also hunched over, taking notes.